A/N: This is a dark AU, and John is hunting Dean, Bobby, Kubrick and Gordon, however they have divine help from Cas. While Sam tries to keep Callie safe, however that is easier said than done.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural, the bible or other books mentioned in this chapter.


Sam sat at the dinner at the end, with Ariette on one side, and Callie on the other side, beside the two girls where Meg and Ruby. Then Bambi sat beside John. Sam was quiet, which was very unusual, unless he was troubled. John didn't say anything, and Bambi just stared at her food, as she was well aware that if she spoke when John or Sam didn't, or even Ruby and meg didn't. She would get her head bashed in by John. Ariette was nagging Sam to take her to the cinema, and she ignored the conversation about the threats in the forest. She would gladly point them the Callie, she had betrayed the family. Ariette didn't like John, and the fact that Callie had taken him in so fast, didn't sit right with her or the rest of the siblings.

She looked at Callie, who was pale and looked like she hadn't slept for a month. However Ariette didn't care. The first chance she got, she started on Callie. The four deputies only saw it as sibling rivalry. John and Sam kept an eye on them, and would have killed them all without hesitation if things got out of hand. They would kill all but Callie, and they could knock her out, with different drugs and just claim she was traumatized. Which wouldn't be entirely lying. Sam sat there looking at Ariette as she started calling Callie names, and talking about her strange need for being in the cemetery all the time. However Callie just looked at her, and with no warning she grabbed her glass of water, and threw it at Ariette.

"You try and loose a friend. Wait my mistake, you don't have friends stupid cow."

Callie just ran to her room, and kicked the door shut, before she locked it. Sam looked at Ariette, he would take care of her tonight, he would kill her, of course not before he had gotten what he wanted yet she was going to die. Callie was in a change and she didn't need all of this, beside with Ariette dead, Callie could be tempted to push her powers. Sam looked at one of the guards, and smiled to him as he offered them food. Which none declined. Sam looked at Bambi who looked pale, as if she was about to cry. So John excused them, and took her to the bedroom.

Not a sound was made, but when John came out, it was clear that Bambi was taken ill, and the stress of strangers hunting her youngest had made her break. So he had given her a few pills from when she had lost her former husband. Sam sat in the sofa with Ariette on his lap. His fingers ran through her hair, yet he didn't pull it just let them touch her. He wondered if he should make a call to Azazel. Ariette had enough blood, beside Sam smiled at the idea. That maybe Azazel wanted to try and be in a female body. However Sam shook his head. Having sex with the man that made him what he was today was just to weird.

He waited til Ariette was sleeping before he awoke her. He smiled as he said he needed fresh air, and Ariette just followed him like a cow to the slaughter. She would bleed, she would be hurt badly, however he wondered if he could get the pressure taken first, before he did her in. He smiled as he pulled her towards the forest, not that they could get anywhere around the forest that surrounded them, however Ariette felt home in these woods. She had grown up, and she trusted Sam. Both were stupid. She had been told about the strangers yet she followed Sam out of sight and held him close, as she was sure they would have a lovers night out. She would be wrong, but she didn't know it yet.

She was up against a tree, and Sam had John's cuffs. She giggled as she didn't see the hate in Sam's eyes. When he had secured her, his smile changed. However in the darkness of the forest she didn't see the change. Nor was she warned that he would hurt her, or that he had changed. He stepped away, as he pulled out a knife and let the blade catch the moon light. However Ariette was still to stupid to figure that something was up. Sam wondered when she would realize he wasn't what she thought he was. Sam let his hand slide down his side as he tilted his head to one side, how stupid where humans. The idea that he had been one not long ago made him sick to his stomach, however today he would not hold back the bile, but show Ariette how much she was on his mind.

He let his empty hand rest against the tree. He leaned closer as he took in her scent, it was still pleasant, however soon it would be bitter from the fear and the pain. It would smell better as this was something she had bought in a can. She would soon be smelling her own private smell. He showed her the knife, she giggled. They had done this before. Yet she was about to be surprised what else he would have in store for her. He cut the fabric and used it to gag her. However they had done this before. The smile he got in return made his stomach turn.

However it wouldn't last for long. He would be kissing and licking of her tears soon. He had only brought his knife, however that didn't mean he only had his knife to play with. He had already a few things in the tree, seeing it was hollow. He had a pair of tongs, pliers and a hammer, he had rusty nails and a syringe filled with chlorine, that he would use on her eyes. She had glared at Callie for the last time. He would hurt Ariette, he would make a statement, however he would not get credited for this kill. Not that it mattered. She needed to be taken out. He moved closer kissing her eyes, one by one. They would be destroyed last.

Sam had only been out for a little time, of course he had learned a lot in hell, however there were still things he hadn't tried out on a live victim. Condemned souls weren't as much fun, not as real humans. If you didn't need their meat suit, then you could always kill them in fun ways. Sam looked at his soon to be x-girlfriend. He looked at her, before whispering into her ear. "I will kill you, and you will not die before I am good and ready, if you pass out at any given time, I will punish you in ways you can't imagine, but let me give you a clue. I know where your siblings live, and I have all the time in the world." Sam smile was ice cold, as he got ready to have a little fun.


Dean looked at Gordon and Kubrick, they were talking. However he wasn't involved so it wasn't hard to guess who they where talking about. However Dean knew that Bobby would be talking to the twins about what was going on. However for one of the first times, he felt like there was no way of getting ready for this mentally. Dean just closed his eyes and pulled his worn leather jacket around him a little tighter. The rain didn't help getting warm. Dean wondered where Cas was, however he knew Cas would be there when they found a place to stop.

Dean jumped of the load when they stopped, all where out of the truck. Dean and Bobby talked about making one of the twins drive back, however none would back down. They were on a hunt, and not an easy one. The moon was high, as they regrouped. Dean would be on his own with Cas, if he would ever show up. Dean turned to tell Bobby that he should go with Gordon and the twins could go with Kubrick. However his heart jumped as suddenly Cas was behind him. He was looking into the forest, as if he could see something the others couldn't.

"Damn Cas how many times do I have to tell you not to sneak up on me like that."

"The blue moon is a bad sign, someone is going to die."

Dean looked at Cas with a raised eyebrow, he had never heard Cas sound like a freaking witch before. The blue moon and someone dying. Dean looked at Cas if he had said that the Devil was walking the ground tonight. Dean looked at Cas however Cas looked like he always did, like he wasn't entirely there. But then he looked at Dean, and Dean felt it, like Cas he saw his soul. Dean grunted as he gestured Cas to follow him. Dean had a sawed of on him, and that was it. He had ten bullets and he hoped he wouldn't need them tonight.

Dean walked slowly in the forest, careful of any traps, however the rain and clouds made it harder to see, so he relied on Cas being able to see them, or he would be fucked. Dean made progress, however he wasn't entirely sure where they were, these woods looked like every other forest he had been in, and his cell wasn't giving much light. And it was running low on batteries. However there was nothing he could do about it, the charger was in the Impala. Slowly they moved forward, until Dean saw that they were at the graveyard, he looked at Cas to say this was the wrong place, however Cas was nowhere to be seen.

Dean sighed and just made himself comfortable. As he found a tree to sit under, where he could see it all, the forest and the cemetery. However he would be hidden to some extend. He knew Cas wanted him there, so there was no reason to move. In the darkness he would get lost or walk straight into a trap. He kept the ammo dry, and the sawed of hidden. He would wait for the girl to come. He would talk to her, and if that didn't work, he would kill her. Not that it suited him, yet there was no other way, she was getting to strong to fast.

Dean sat there, telling himself the reasons over and over. He wasn't sure he could kill a child, it was just not something he had been brought up with. Beside Sam had powers, and he had not killed him, though right now that was a really thing. However Dean loved Sam still, he couldn't just give up. He was there in the flesh. He wasn't a demon, he wasn't wearing a meatsuit like the rest of the demons, he was the one that Dean would save. Dean wiped his eyes, he could still not think about Sam and not shed a tear.

However he would have to kill this girl, her death would be Sam's salvation. So Dean kept telling himself. Over and over, justifying the wrong in that sentence. Dean saw how the mist came, he saw the faint light of a rising sun, the rain had been pouring all night, however he had managed to stay fairly dry. Dean was tired, yet hyper. He couldn't explain it, and suddenly he wasn't alone anymore. Cas was back. "You cant save Sam. Dean there is nothing to save, you have to kill them all. Then maybe we will have a chance." Dean never asked what chance Cas was talking about, as he was gone again. Dean cursed low.


Hours later, when the sun was rising, Sam slammed his head into the tree a couple of times, until he could feel the blood run down his face, as he ripped his clothes apart. The toys which he had used where down the river, he made sure his blood was all over the place, and on his clothes. He walked towards the house staggering. Just in case someone would take an extra look at the foot prints in the ground. The ground from where Ariette had been killed was ruined by the rain that had fallen that night, so they were washed away. He moaned and played his part, when the guards spotted him, they ran to his aid, ruining any evidence there might have been left.

Sam collapsed in their hands and they helped him inside. One second the house was quiet, the next screams where all over it. John was yelling as Bambi screamed, and a groggy Callie came out of her room, and ran to Sam the second she saw him. She looked at his ripped clothes, as John growled to the guards to split up, they had to find Ariettte. Callie turned pale as she looked at her father. Her sister was missing, it didn't matter how much they fought, right now Callie was worried about her sister. She was told to stay with Sam, so she did. She stayed home with her mother who was hysterical.

Callie took it calm. As she got up and got a bowl, she grabbed a towel and started to clean Sam up. Her mother was crying and screaming, yet no one understood her. Callie did, but she refused to believe her mothers ramblings about John and Sam killing her sister. She looked at Sam, his eyes where closed he hadn't said anything, he had been passed out, when they had brought him in. Callie just cleaned his face, and made sure his wounds where cleaned, as she got up, and walked into Ariette and Sam's room, she got a dry shirt and pants for him, she even grabbed a pair of boxer and socks.

She walked into the living room where her Sam lied on the table, passed out. She felt a stab in her heart, he was hurt. Her sister was most likely dead, and it was all because of her. She looked at one of the guards, and pointed at the dry clothes, beside someone needed to make sure Sam didn't have other injuries. She left the room, as she walked to her mothers bathroom, she grabbed the plastic bottle with the sedatives, she made a cup of coffee and cut some fruit for her mother, she walked into her bedroom where she was on the bed crying. Callie placed the coffee and the food on the table in front of her. She made her take the pills, as she lied behind her mother with her arms around her. Making sure her mother didn't ramble more about Sam.

Sam didn't move, he let the guards undress him and dress him, he heard them call the local doctor, and he started to wake up, as the doctor came. Sam started to ramble, and nothing he said made any sense, yet when ever he said he had been the one to blame, all told him that wasn't so. The doctor looked at him, he told the guards that he had gotten a few hard blows to the head, and that he would be disoriented. Sam had to bite his tongue hard not to laugh. He sat up, as he used both hands to rest his head on.

"I...I... its my fault... oh my god, please... its my fault... please let me go, I need to help... I couldn't stop them...!" Sam played the role perfectly. However he had a long time to practice it. From the first time Ariette had kissed him, he had been acting. He had fooled all, with what he felt. He had fooled all but Callie. She was different. Of course she was under-aged, and he didn't do kids. But she was different. He would wait for her. Didn't matter how long. She was his, and he was hers. He looked around, and wasn't happy that she wasn't by his side, however he knew where she was, he had heard what Bambi had said, and he knew Callie would take care of her.

However John would take finally care of Bambi. Right now they needed Callie strung up, and ready to raise a corpse from the ground. They needed her to not resist the urge to do it. No matter how painful and tiring it would be to her, they would need her there, where there was no going back. He putted his feet down from the table and just sat there and grounded himself as the doctor told him. He didn't need it, however he would play what ever the good doctor would want him too. He did however refuse to go and lie down. When ever they tried to put him to bed., he just stared on his ramblings. He found it very amusing to actually tell that he had killed Ariette and no one believed him, no one but Bambi.


Callie lied by her mom until she slept, then she crawled out the window. She ran through the forest, she didn't know where she was going, or why, only thing she knew was, she needed to get away. Oz would be the best place to go to, she could return anytime she wanted to, but right now she needed peace. Her head was racing with over a hundred miles per hour and she was tired and her head hurt. She ran to the grave, not noticing the figure at the big willow. She dropped on her knees and just placed a hand on the tombstone. She started to cry, never seeing that the figure behind her, had come towards her, and stopped hesitating as she started to cry.

She didn't hear the sawed of point at her. She didn't notice that someone was getting ready to kill her. However she did hear Sam scream NO! Then the explosion, it sounded like the 4th of July. However she knew what had happened, the second she turned around. She felt the bite, or she knew she had been shot, however it felt like a bee sting, just a little worse, Sam slammed his fist into the stranger, and knocked him out, before turning to see Callie drop to her knees while her blood covered hands held her side. Tears came as she was lifted up, and Sam begged her to stay with him. His voice sounded so nice, however she needed to close her eyes, just for a second. Just for a moment.


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